Nowadays, Cao Xiwan does not live in her small courtyard in the back alley of a group house, so it is inconvenient for her to scold her neighbors early in the morning every day.
She didn't have time to go to the alley to block Liu Ruhai. Every day when she was in the greenhouse in the main house, she suddenly thought of this man. Usually in the back alley, she would sarcastically say a few words and quarrel with him, and she could figure out the meaning of his words.
Unusual news.
She went to her aunt's yard and waited and waited, and suddenly realized that Liu Ruhai might not come to the yard in the next few days.
She couldn't help but secretly thought: Miscalculation.
She was lying on the kang outside, taking a nap. On the window sill were pots of topaz narcissus, which were full of water and had a faint fragrance.
Suyun came out of the inner room and saw her hugging her aunt's big orange cat and sleeping with the cat to death. She was angry and funny.
Suyun chased away the big cat and pushed her quietly: "Why are you so dazed and you don't want to go back?"
"What's wrong?" She balled up.
"My aunt went to bed. She also said that you are a kind-hearted and hard-working person. She has never seen you lazing around here every day, only playing. Amitabha, now the old lady knows that your wife is tolerant and gentle, and you are the only one with a good nature.
Don’t care about you.”
She was worried about being kicked out of the yard. She actually wanted to find out if there was any news about Prince Tang in Uncle Pingnan's house.
Yang Pingcui, the new enshrinement beside Prince Tang, how is his swordsmanship now?
——The spy Liu Ruhai must have had contact with Liu Pingcui.
"Sister Cao, Doctor Liu is not in Luoyuan." The boy quietly came to report.
"Where did you go?"
"It's said that it's at Uncle Pingnan's house. I've posted a message asking for a banquet."
She nodded secretly, as expected.
Between the plum shadows and the snow wall, there is Luoyuan.
The green vines and willows in the courtyard have not yet returned to green, and there is a sense of simplicity and dryness among the snow walls.
Liu Ruhai now lives in Luoyuan, outside the second door, and comes to visit the Marquis from time to time. But he also went to Pingnan Uncle's Mansion twice to attend the Uncle's winter plum banquet.
Prince Tang was on good terms with Uncle Ping Nan, and Liu Ruhai had probably met that bastard Mother Cui.
she thinks.
Counting that Liu Ruhai would be in the mansion that day, she stopped at the entrance of the plum grove corridor in the outer study room, with a smile on her face and said, "It's snowing. Mr. Hou likes to look for plum blossoms in the snow the most."
This boy is lucky. Whenever the plum blossoms bloom in spring, Mr. Hou will naturally feel better.
Liu Ruhai looked at her. He had been in Huaiyuan a few days ago and had eaten water chestnut cakes for several days. He didn't notice any hint of the inside story. He had already figured out that the note meant nothing, so she just wrote it casually.
He was so stupid to take it seriously.
When he saw her, he got angry and said, "I heard that you hired the shopkeeper of Siwei Hall into your shop?"
She was slightly startled and said with a straight face: "What are you doing? Do you want to tell the truth?"
She smiled sinisterly, if he, a foreigner, could see Mrs. Hou, Qin Meng could get out of here.
He looked at her, looking a little stupid.
"Don't you use your brain?" He smiled, "That's fine. If you don't use it often, it will gradually disappear."
"..." She held back. He was the one who said she should think less and worry less, and he was the one who mocked her for being brainless.
She took a deep breath and forced a smile: "Have you met Master Yang?"
"I've seen it before."
Liu Ruhai answered happily. She was startled.
He had indeed diagnosed her pulse last time in his study abroad, and he was quite familiar with her old injuries and new illnesses. He knew that she had too many old injuries, too much internal energy loss, and that her temperament was quite impetuous.
He finally convinced himself that it was no big deal whether it was a note or not. He calmed down and asked softly: "Did you drink the Shibu porridge? I asked the steward Lien Er to give you the new recipe, is it okay?"
In addition to the prescriptions, he also gave two bottles of rose frostbite ointment and a box of mint scents.
She stared at him. This man's words just now were thorny and he was talking about her. Didn't he just eat water chestnut cake for a few days? She didn't say let him eat it. He was overthinking it. Was he stupid?
But she didn't care about him for the time being: "I got it. Thank you."
The three kinds of anointing oils are all contained in jade bottles and jade boxes. They are exquisite and cute. They are not inferior to those used by the ladies in the house, so if they are accidentally seen by Yanzhi and Bai Zhi, they are
Each of them snatched a bottle. Fortunately, the Hou Mansion paid for the diagnosis and medicine, otherwise she would have suffered a huge loss.
——His medicine is to please her, she understands.
When she was doing laundry in Yanjing City, she got a lot of frostbite on her hands.
I remember that back then, it was Mr. Hou who invited a doctor, bought good medicine, and cured her.
At that time, Fanzi, who was coming in and out, told him that there was a little scholar outside and asked her if she was doing well.
She thought, it should be him, right?
She remembered that she had met him in the cemetery. Liu Ruhai was a very timid boy.
She patted him on the back in the cemetery, asking him to stay and keep her company.
He was so frightened that he cried.
Cao Xiwan stood on the spring corridor of the Hou Mansion, looking at Liu Ruhai sympathetically.
He laughed in surprise: "What's wrong?"
"You often go to the cemetery now."
"……right."
There was a sigh in her eyes. She was too timid when she was a child, so she had to practice her courage.
"I was born this way, so there is no need to feel sad." She suddenly said.
Liu Ruhai thought about it for a long time, and he probably understood that he was feeling sympathy. He looked at her for a while and said, "How long will you stay ill?"
"Um?"
"The habit of thinking less, worrying less, and not using your brain is not good."
"..."
She was patient and put her ten-fingered hands smeared with rose frostbite oil into her sleeves and ignored him.
He looked at her with a smile, she rolled her eyes and turned back to the inner house.
She pondered on the way, Yang Pingcui had a habit of defeating his subordinates.
Others don't know, but it's impossible for her not to know.
Before each battle, he would bribe his opponent's relatives, friends, and even his concubines to find out the opponent's truth.
She was hiding in the inner house, who else could Yang Pingcui turn to for information?
Only Liu Ruhai.
She walked slowly on the spring wave corridor, admiring the red shadows in the plum forest from a distance, walking on the green wave spring fence. She had expected that Yang Pingcui would approach Liu Ruhai and bribe him.
In this way, Yang Pingcui fell into the trap.
She is a useless person.
Touching the note in her sleeve, she wanted to pass it out to Su Jintian.
It seems that Yang Pingcui's sword skills are as she expected, and she has not been impressed by her for three years. She is still the same mother Cui as before.
Otherwise, Liu Xiaozi must be mentioned.
On the other side, he looked at her back with a smile. There was the faint fragrance of rose oil in the wind. He sighed and said to himself: "Want to ask about Master Yang? Can't she just ask?"
As if she had a tacit understanding, she suddenly turned around.
He looked up with a smile.
She finally realized why she always felt something was wrong just now. It turned out to be the picture of Ten Thousand Bamboo Sword Forest embroidered on the green embroidered purse around his waist.
The logo of Wanjianmen.
This kid actually accepted a gift from Yang Pingcui. She cursed secretly, and dared to enter the Marquis's mansion so arrogantly.
This is Jin Yiwei's lair.
Manager Lian is so cowardly! Don’t worry about him! Cao Xiwan has known for a long time that Liancheng is a weakling and knows how to look at the marquis’s eyes. Isn’t this guy the only one in the whole capital who can secretly communicate with the Prince of Jiubian Domain? She
sneer.
She took a breath and thought about how she would teach him a lesson the next time she met him.